But again, after Hongmei carefully opened the secret grid on the wall, she found that the secret grid was also empty.
Hongmei was unwilling to find Lu Ming's house again. According to recent observation records, Lu Ming took a quarter of an hour to practice swords, so she still had the chance to steal Lu Ming's things.
The result is the roof, bed, floor tiles, bookshelf...
With the stealing skills that Hongmei has developed over the years, she found several secret objects that seem to be hidden, but she got nothing every time.
Hongmei was so angry that she jumped up by Lu Ming, but soon she sensed that Lu Ming, who was practicing swords in the yard, gradually slowed down her sword. Although she was unwilling to give up, she still had to leave before Lu Ming returned to the room.
But suddenly, Hongmei's beautiful Liuye eyebrows raised inexplicably. She sensed that Lu Ming, who was practicing swords in the yard, opened the yard door and walked out. Following the direction of the sensation, she actually walked towards her yard.
"What's going on? Was it discovered?"
Hongmei frowned, decisively gave up and continued to look for property in Lu Ming's bedroom. She cleverly flipped out of the window, and rushed back to her yard along the shortcut.
At this time, Hongmei discovered that the sword energy on Lu Ming's body was reacting, and she was almost walking to her yard.
Lu Ming, who pouted and Hongmei was about to come without paying attention, pushed open the annoyance in his bedroom and closed the door.
As a result, at this moment, a voice sounded in the room first: "How about it? I have been searching for so long, have you found anything I like?"
Hongmei stopped before she even entered the bedroom, staring at the uninvited guest in her bedroom. Lu Ming was sitting on a bamboo chair at the window, looking at him with a smile.
"Ah! Why are you here?" Hongmei screamed in dismay, and she clearly sensed that Lu Ming's sword energy was still outside.
etc!
He was holding what he saw in his hand, why did he look so familiar!
Hongmei rubbed her eyes hard, and then she found that the secrets of the things hidden in her bedroom had been opened. The secret script of sword marks that she had stolen from Hidden Sword Villa through many hardships was actually held in her hand by Lu Ming!
"Give me back!"
Hongmei screamed at Lu Ming again, and rushed towards Lu Ming with her teeth and claws.
Lu Ming chuckled again, and his body moved away from Hongmei's pounce. The sword score in his hand was directly stuffed into Hongmei's hand: "I'm almost ready to give you back. This sword score is good..."
Hongmei lost in the air. But she grabbed the sword scar secret script in her hand and hugged it in her arms. She stared at Lu Ming with wide eyes and looked at him fiercely, wishing she could kill this scoundrel with her eyes.
But after thinking for a long time, Hongmei couldn't help asking Lu Ming: "I clearly saw you practicing sword in the yard. After entering the house, I kept locking in the sword energy reaction on you. How did you avoid my spiritual sense of exploration?"
Lu Ming smiled and waved his hand to the outside of the yard. A clone with a solid sword energy appeared beside him: "It's just a clone of sword energy. I watched you enter my room, and I left this clone of sword energy in the yard, and came to your yard by myself."
Hongmei's teeth were chewing, but she didn't expect that Lu Ming would deceive himself by using such a simple method.
"By the way." Lu Ming continued, as if he had thought of something, "You seem to be very addicted to stealing things. I want you to have fun. So I made a few secrets in my room. When I was reading books here, I hope you can have fun there too..."
"Happy, you are so happy! Lu Ming, I, Hongmei, are irreconcilable with you!"
Hongmei was like a ignited explosive barrel, and it exploded. However, looking at Lu Ming, who was unpredictable, she still resisted not taking action. A few days ago, Lu Ming killed Beichen with one move, Hongmei claimed that she could not do it so cleanly.
While the two were confronting each other in the room, Yu Siguang's body flew over Hongmei's yard. Listening to a quarrel in the room, he couldn't help but touch his sleeves' chest and swallowed.
"I really can't behave like a person. I really didn't expect that Lu Ming is even more unpredictable than Hongmei. I must stay away from these two guys in the future..."
Since Lu Ming easily stole Hongmei's secret sword score, the entire back mountain of the Rising Sun Sword Sect has not stopped for a day. Hongmei tried to get back face from Lu Ming every day, but Lu Ming could always detect her plan first and play with her a terrifying female thief in the applause...
Finally, the day when the World Swordsman Conference began, the old leader of the Xuri Sword Sect also understood the thoughts of Lu Ming and the other two, and did not refuse to be bullied. He thought that with Lu Ming and the other three participating in the competition, he would definitely win a high ranking, which would be a huge propaganda effect for his disciples, the sect.
So a few days before the conference began, the old leader personally led the team and led Lu Ming and others to Jiuricheng, the main city led by Jiuri, and reported the names of the disciples of the sect early.
After finishing these, the conference will officially begin two days. Lu Ming is also idle, and his half-contained state makes him feel very quiet, so he simply goes to stroll in Jiuri City.
Yu Siguang has been watching Lu Ming and Hongmei fight these days, and admired Lu Ming very much. When he saw Lu Ming go out, he also followed him.
The Jiuricheng, where Jiuricheng is located, is only a small territory away from the Sword Sect, and there are also many powerful sword sects. In the past, Jiuricheng was very lively in one corpse. Now the World Swordsman Conference is underway. As a city that holds a conference arena battle, it has attracted countless swordsmen.
As soon as he left the inn, Lu Ming was trapped in the crowded city.
Yu Siguang quickly squeezed to Lu Ming, looked around, looked around, and said loudly to Lu Ming: "Brother Lu, there are no less than tens of thousands of swordsmen in this big city now to attend the conference, but such a big leader can only select about ten thousand swordsmen to advance, and go to Jianlu to participate in the real competition..."
Lu Ming nodded calmly, his eyes swept over the large number of swordsmen in the city. Although there were many swordsmen coming here, they did not see many swordsmen with all their strength on the way.
Yu Siguang seemed to see Lu Ming's thoughts, and whispered: "These swordsmen on the market are mostly contestants of small sects, just like you and me, like those sects with enough power in Jiuri Leadership should be directly arranged in some groups prepared for them."
Lu Ming smiled when he heard this. After the meditation these days, he gained something again, and his strength level soared again. Now even if he meets a swordsman in the Xinjian Sword Master realm, he is confident that he will win easily.
Yu Siguang said a few words, but when he saw that Lu Ming had no reaction, he was also lacking interest, he wandered around the street bored.
But not long after, Yu Siguang's eyes lit up again. He looked at a slim figure who had been following Lu Ming and behind him in the crowd, and leaned against Lu Ming with a smile.
"I said Lu Ming, that little woman Hongmei looks really hates you. Now that we are signing up from that small sect, she doesn't think she will let you go. She has been following you, and it seems that she has been looking for opportunities to start."
Lu Ming curled his lips and did not look back: "I have discovered her for a long time. As soon as we went out, she followed through the side door. She looked for opportunities to attack me several times along the way. In the end, it seemed that I noticed that I had noticed her movements, so I followed her unwillingly."
Yu Siguang was stunned. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming and Hongmei had no idea how many times they had fought in secret since they left, but only he did not notice it.
"It's really..." Yu Siguang muttered dissatisfiedly. As a lone female thief who stole the sword book of Hidden Sword Villa, it was normal that Hongmei did not find her whereabouts. However, Lu Mingming was unknown, but he played with Hongmei in his palm these days. This wisdom and strength forced him to look at her with admiration.
At this moment, Feng Lang, who went to sign up for everyone in the morning, saw Lu Ming and Yu Siguang from the crowd, and hurriedly called them back.
On the way back, Lu Ming learned from Feng Lang that the sects that successfully signed up for the list must arrange accommodation in the urban areas of many arenas in order to manage them in a unified manner according to the arrangements organized by the Jiuri City Conference.
Small sects like the Rising Sun Sword Sect were naturally happy. Feng Lang got the news and immediately came back to lead everyone out of the inn, squeezed through the crowds in the city, and went to Xicheng.
With Feng Lang leading the way, everyone soon found the courtyard where the conference arranged for various forces to move into Xicheng. However, after searching for a while, they still couldn't find the residence of the Sun Sword Sect in the grand courtyard of Xicheng.
Feng Lang couldn't help it. When he saw a swordsman dressed in the Sword Sect in Xicheng, he walked over and asked: "May I ask, we are swordsman of the Rising Sword Sect. The conference said that we would arrange accommodation here, but we have not found a residence yet."
The swordsman of the Sword Sect, who seemed to be almost 40 or 50 years old, glanced at Feng Lang and Lu Ming and the others behind him, with a lukewarm look: "Xi Sun Sword Sect? I have never heard of it. This Nine Sun Sect is really true. It is really a sword sect called the Sun Seven Sun. How can there be so many sects? I can't remember where you were arranged,"
Feng Lang's face was choked with awkward expression and his face turned red. In Jiuri's Collector, there were indeed many sects with the name of the word "Ri", but they were directly criticized by others for being mixed with the various things, which made Feng Lang, who had always wanted to save face, so angry that he couldn't speak.
If it were in the Rising Sword Sect, Feng Lang would have to vent his anger with the disciple who dared to talk to him like this. However, the swordsman in front of him came from the Sword Sect. He did not think he was an opponent of the swordsman of the Sword Sect, and could only swallow his anger.
Fortunately, a disciple of the Rising Sword Sect discovered the courtyard arranged for his own sword sect and came over to say hello. (To be continued...)